My reign is not yet over... you live, and my power is complete. Follow me; I seek the everlasting ices of the north, where you will feel the misery of cold and frost to which I am impassive. You will find near this place, if you follow not too tardily, a dead hare; eat and be refreshed. Come on, my enemy; we have yet to wrestle for our lives; but many hard and miserable hours must you endure until that period shall arrive.
Mary Wollstonecraft ShelleyTags: revenge torture frankenstein monster victor
When you are being hunted,
set your mind as the predator.
I want you to break the spell. Finish it off.”
"What do you mean?”
"The spell you did on me and Dimitri.”
"That spell is done. It burned itself out.”
I shook my head. "No. I keep thinking about him. I keep wanting to…”
He smiled knowingly when I didn't finish. "My dear, that was already there, long before I set that up.
No wonder I worried about talking dirty; talking in general seemed to escape me.
Jordan Castillo PriceThe history of your world is filled with the voice of the victor, the voice of power, although it was not always a voice of sanity, by any means.
Barbara MarciniakTags: power history sanity victor
I know I'll never marry, never risk bringing a child into the world. Because if there's one thing being a victor doesn't guarantee, it's our children's safety. My kids' names would go right into the reaping balls with everyone else's. And I swear I'll never let that happen.
Suzanne CollinsTags: world children safety risk child marry victor swear guarantee
One who has lost confidence can lose nothing more.
Pierre-Claude-Victor BoisteTags: confidence nothing lose victor pierre boiste
Honor women! They strew celestial roses on the pathway of our terrestrial life.
Pierre-Claude-Victor BoisteTags: life woman women honor victor pierre celestial pathway boiste terrestrial
The great would not think themselves demigods if the little did not worship them.
Pierre-Claude-Victor BoisteTags: greatness god worship little great victor pierre boiste
By the sacred earth on which I kneel, by the shades that wander near me, by the deep and eternal grief that I feel, I swear; and by thee, O Night, and the spirits that preside over thee, to pursue the demon who caused this misery, until he or I shall perish in mortal conflict.
Mary Wollstonecraft ShelleyTags: victor
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